You stand where ancient silence grows,
The garden sighs, the evening knows.
One glance, the stars forget their way,
And linger near where you must stay.

The roses bow along the stone,
Their petals fall to ground unknown.
Your gaze, a flame so soft, refined,
It leaves a warmth the dark can’t bind.

By garden wall your shadow streams,
A fleeting hush of hidden dreams.
One smile, the night begins to glow,
And teaches stars the way to go.